Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
azurelunatic) wrote2001-10-23 12:35 am
azurelunatic) wrote2001-10-23 12:35 am
flashbacks...
lying here, wondering if I"ll be sleeping. too hyped up to sleep yet, and my digestion has decided that it's not quite ready to go to bed either.
...I am reminded of a summer years ago. it's the music, and the way that the night surrounds me. too dark, too dark for that summer.
but the tiredness is the same, blood and bone, the way the words of lois and dan simmons echo in my mind, weaving into a web of beauty, danger, violence. Lights and the controls. running the show.
an angel on the stairs. green carpet with red stripes, drying blood. red carpet? green stripes? too long ago, too late, beauty of the fragile glass type. must not let it fall down.
but he is lost to us forever when the angel dies. keep the life support on. dream her back together.
she ....
....is fallen.
a few scattered feathers is all that remains
...I am reminded of a summer years ago. it's the music, and the way that the night surrounds me. too dark, too dark for that summer.
but the tiredness is the same, blood and bone, the way the words of lois and dan simmons echo in my mind, weaving into a web of beauty, danger, violence. Lights and the controls. running the show.
an angel on the stairs. green carpet with red stripes, drying blood. red carpet? green stripes? too long ago, too late, beauty of the fragile glass type. must not let it fall down.
but he is lost to us forever when the angel dies. keep the life support on. dream her back together.
she ....
....is fallen.
a few scattered feathers is all that remains